"The Immortal Gate Battlefield, the Tongtian Stone Tablet that appeared on the peak of Kunlun Mountain after the sudden failure of the spiritual energy in this world for hundreds of years, has the ability to teleport people to the fertile and broken continent of spiritual energy.

In each immortal gate recorded by the stone tablet, there is a [sub-tablet] with the same ability as him, and the time when each immortal gate battle site will open is uncertain.

However, the lower the limit cultivation level, the more often the [Immortal Gate Battlefield] will be opened, so as far as your [Foundation Building Battlefield] is concerned, it will be opened once every five years......"

Ye Changsheng listened to Grandpa Ye Wen's explanation, followed him and walked towards the stone tablet that was the same size as himself, and he also knew a little about the [Xianmen Battlefield] in his wife's grandfather's mouth.

In this world where spiritual energy is scarce, it is already difficult to give birth to those good quality spiritual grasses, without the best elixir to assist in cultivation, and the spiritual energy is extremely scarce, many monks will not be able to take a step forward for life even if they are talented.

"Confess the Lord with a drop of blood, and... You will officially become the head of this free door. ”

Coming to the stele, Ye Wen slowly squatted down, wanting to pick up the dragon-shaped token engraved with the word "Xiaoyao" on the ground. But the skinny hands and the appearance that he would fall down when he walked made Ye Changsheng a little worried that he would suddenly fall and kill himself.

"Or... Do I take it myself? ”

Ye Changsheng wanted to squat, but was stopped by Ye Wen stretching out his hand and said: "I'm not weak to that point, you need to think about it at this moment, once you inherit the Ye Family Immortal Gate, then the Xiaoyao Gate will reappear on the stone tablet of Kunlun Mountain." Whether to inherit it yourself, or to pass on the family to the next generation and let the heirs inherit the position of the head of the family. ”

"What happens when you show up?" Ye Changsheng asked in a low voice.

"It's not going to happen, at most it's just death, hahaha!"

Ye Wen laughed, and it was obvious that there were only two or three teeth left in his mouth, but the words made Ye Changsheng's heart furious, after all, this was not a good start, and at the same time, it also substituted his father's death into those top-ranked immortal sects.

"Your father was ruined in the battlefield of the Immortal Gate for a long time, surrounded by ten half-step Yuan infant monks, fought hard for a while, and finally burned Shouyuan to kill two outstanding encirclements, but ended up with a broken meridian.

It's okay to put it before... But so many years have passed since our time, and there is nothing we old guys can do. After that, it's your birth, immortal..., do you want to inherit it, or do you want to inherit it for the Ye family. ”

“……”

Looking at the token in his wife's grandfather's hand, Ye Changsheng felt a lot of pressure at the moment, knowing all the memories of this body, he unconsciously clenched his fists, and even wanted to ask his grandfather who made his father look like that!!

But... He and the original owner of this body were two people, so he decisively took the token in Ye Wen's hand, bit off his left index finger and said, "I want both." ”

What are you kidding, cultivating immortals and immortals, beautiful partners, he Ye Changsheng wants them all, and he is not so high-definition after a long time on the battlefield. Eat in large gulps, swallow everything, and leave no ......

As the so-called workplace is like a battlefield, it is either stepped on by everyone or trampled on by everyone. In the previous life, I stepped on the heads of others so that I would not be stepped on, and in this life... It's the same......

"That's how it should be, worthy of being the heir of my Ye family."

Seeing that Ye Changsheng said an answer that satisfied him, Ye Wen nodded with satisfaction, their Ye family is hopeful, as long as this unyielding will continues to be inherited, it is impossible to kill a god-transforming stage monk again.

“… Eh, why is there no blood? ”

Seeing that his index finger was not bleeding, Ye Changsheng remembered that he was just a divine sense, and it was strange to have blood......

"It's okay to take the mind away, I'm a little tired after talking so much, let's practice this set of exercises first, I don't have anything better to give you."

Ye Wen's right index finger glowed with a faint white light, pointing on Ye Changsheng's forehead, and the sword technique called "Seven Swords Death" appeared in Ye Changsheng's memory.

"Seven swords decide life and death, although your cultivation is low in immortality, and even the first sword may not be able to cut it, but it is still okay to lay the foundation first, if you don't understand anything, you can come in and ask me at any time, don't do it in these days, I'm also tired, and slowly understand."

Ye Wen withdrew his right hand, his body became crystalline, and his soul wanted to dissipate. Ye Changsheng also knew that even if he left his descendants to die, it would be almost impossible for his soul to affect the present world.

At this moment, whenever there is a gust of wind blowing, even if it is just a fluctuation, this lady and grandfather may die if they don't pay attention, and as for other grandfathers, it is estimated that they are no better than their grandmothers and grandfathers......

Looking at Ye Wen's departing back, Ye Changsheng clenched the token in his hand, leaned down and knelt down and said, "The junior will definitely not live up to your expectations." ”

Ye Wen, who left, didn't reply, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hide it, this kid... It's much more interesting than I imagined, and I'm really looking forward to what interesting things he will do in the [Xianmen Battlefield].

Seeing the figure of his wife and grandfather dissipate, Ye Changsheng's divine sense left, and when his eyes opened, he could see the token in his right hand, and put it under the pillow, and did not directly drip blood to recognize the master.

Wait for the [Foundation Building Battlefield] of the [Xianmen Battlefield] to open, and he will drip blood to become the head of the Xiaoyao Gate, after all, no matter how you say it, the strength is weak, what day can a monk in the early stage of foundation building be reversed? Jin Dan came over and slapped him to death.

But... I am already very satisfied, I have come to the legendary world of cultivating immortals, and I have to rely on myself for the rest of the road......

Ye Changsheng stretched his waist, lying on the bed and staring at the lights on the ceiling, working hard for more than ten years, once returning to the pre-liberation period.

In my previous life, I didn't have much desire, but I made a lot of money so that my parents and family could live a stable Japanese life, and then... Hit by a car.

Now that I've come here, I believe that I'm dead over there, and I suddenly feel... It's easy.

It's not that Ye Changsheng has no heart or lungs, but he is really tired, it took ten years to repay the mortgage and car loan, the children go to school, the elderly are sick, everything needs money, if he doesn't worry about him, he will jump off the building.

Seeing others carefree, but moving forward with a heavy load, sometimes I feel really uncomfortable in my heart, on the surface my wife and children are hot on the kang, but behind my back, I quarrel with the mother-in-law.

She complained that when she came home from work, she was like a dead dog, lying motionless on the sofa, and she was so tired from cleaning and cooking every day that she couldn't come up to help.

I'm also complaining about whether she can be considerate of herself, isn't it just rest when she gets home when she is tired from work?

Then the two of them began to quarrel over trivial matters. But there is still a bottom line, let my son go downstairs to play before the quarrel, and then it is a fight.

But it was himself who was beaten, how could he be a dignified seven-foot man, how could he beat his wife?!

Since he lives again, he must live for himself, he must control his own life, and... I have earned enough money for my parents to support their children and go to graduate school, and I have nothing to worry about.

The only thing you need to worry about is the path you need to move forward in this life.

"Take it in stride, for yourself."